Chapter 88 Centaur surrendered  (1)

The eternal wasteland, the scorching sun.

On the extinct wasteland, although February has just passed halfway, it has already seen the shadow of summer.

It was noon, and a majestic Komodo monster stopped on the horizon. A small pergola was set up on the saddle of the monster, and inside someone was looking around. At the feet of the monster, a large group of slaves, either happy or dejected, hid in the huge shade.

This is Yang Dashuan and his group who had just walked out of the ruins. After seeing the statue of the god, Lao Yang no longer had the intention of looting. After calculating the time, Robert's troops had almost started working with the Centaur robber tribe. He simply didn't think about anything anymore and took the slaves to the Centaur's nest.

The weather on the wasteland is always a beat earlier than the league.

In early March, the dry season will come on the wasteland. Although it is only mid-February, the shadow of the dry season is still revealed. The slaves kept looking at it, trying to find traces of centaurs on the vast and barren wasteland.

The dry wind brought up a roll of smoke and the sharp-eyed slaves were talking in a low voice - someone was coming.

As Yang Dashuan coughed gently, all the slaves calmed down and didn't even dare to breathe.

Yang Dashuan stood up lazily from the saddle. The three little girls were already lying on the saddle and fell asleep, making a soft cry. The Destroyer was wrapped in a coat by Yang Dashuan, treating them as temporary pillows. Lao Yang was very light when he stood up, but his eyes kept looking into the distance.

In the smoke and dust, a red centaur was galloping towards here.

"It's the Three Madamsman!"

The Da Taibao nodded to the lord and quickly met him.

Seeing someone talking, Joan of Arc opened his eyes lazy, yawned and closed it. The sunshine here was too strong, making her unable to open her eyes.

The uneven hills obscured their sight, and for this reason, Thirteen Taibao had to act as a scout.

"Master!" The panting centaur stopped beside the Komodo giant beast and shouted respectfully.

"Don't hurry, have a drink!"

Yang Dashuan generously took a bag of Rosa beast's leather texture from the saddle and threw it down. The centaur hurriedly took it over, with a faint crystal flashing in his eyes. The weather was not the hottest time in the wasteland. Once the dry season came, even the weeds that were most tenacious in life would be roasted by the sun. The centaur Gudou Gudou took several sips, and the whole bag of wine was reduced by half.

"How is it, have you found it?" Yang Dashuan asked after the Centaurus finished drinking.

"Master, I found it. Robert's men are around twenty in front." The centaur replied respectfully.

"They didn't find the Centaur robber tribe?" Yang Dashuan couldn't help but frowned. Logically speaking, at this time, Robert's men were fighting fiercely with the robbers. This time he rushed to find a bargain. With Robert as a fool, Yang Dashuan would not let the slaves die.

Even if nothing was looted today, the territory had increased by about 100 people, and the number of people in Maple Leaf Town would soon exceed the 700 mark.

"Finished!" Centaurs said quickly.

"The fight is over so soon? Who won?" Yang Dashuan smacked his lips. Something was wrong. At least the battle between Qianzhai people was not small, so why didn't he hear it?

"Master, you haven't started fighting yet." The third prince explained quickly. "I stood far and saw clearly. The human troops had already set up their formations, and they felt that they would launch an attack at any time. And the robbers were also fighting against them."

"Hold on?"

Yang Dashuan chewed the word carefully. Judging from the memory in this body, Robert is not like an expert in leading troops to fight. Besides, he has not known how many times he has given this old guy that he can get a lot of treasure as long as he defeats this group of robbers. And this old guy can't be the kind of person who doesn't like money no matter how he looks at it.

"Rogg, what's wrong?"

Sleeping Lelen was awakened by the sound of conversation, turned over, and looked at Yang Dashuan standing in front of the centaur.

Lao Yang smacked his lips, "The situation is not good. The two groups of people insisted on each other, and I don't know when the fight started!"

"Or why we're here to wait?" Leren made an idea.

"No, we don't have time to spend it here with him. We will finish the fight early and finish it early. If they can't fight, we will go over and add a little more fire to them." Yang Dashuan clapped his hands, "Let everyone listen to me, and then face the upper half. No one will take the initiative without my orders. Let's watch it. If anyone dares to take action, I will break your neck."

Yang Dashuan turned over the saddle, and the huge body of the Komodo war beast moved again, and its momentum was like a running mountain.

The slaves also quickly stepped on their legs and followed.

They murmured the orders of the lord just now, thinking that these words were to take off their pants and fart. Centaurs and ogres were no less than their speed and strength. Even if they faced twice their number of human troops, they would not end up in the disadvantage. Fighting with these guys was undoubtedly a death-seeking act, but no one dared to say this.

After a distance of movement, the troops stopped again.

Here, Yang Dashuan, standing on a high place, could clearly see two pairs of supportive troops.

On the left are the soldiers of the Principality, and opposite them are the old fried dough centaur band on the wasteland.

The human troops have always been known for their discipline and quality. The two brigades of Qianlai people were neatly arranged into square formations. The long halberd with red tassels was erected in front of them, and the heads of the halberd were slightly tilted, as if they were preparing for charge at any time. Their eyes were vivid and firm. There was no other sound in the black formation except for the heavy breathing sounds connected together. Even the war horses under their crotch did not move even a little because of the tension before the war.

This army is very elite! This is Yang Dashuan's evaluation.

On the other hand, the centaur bandit group is just the opposite. Although they are also facing a great enemy, they still seem lazy. They are crowded together in a random manner without any formation. Under the gaze of the enemy, some are talking in a low voice, while others are wandering back and forth nervously.

"Even if Robert wins this battle, it will be a miserable victory!" Joan of Arc woke up quickly gave his answer. "These centaurs are really too strong. Even the elite warriors are just ordinary humans. Their power cannot be compared with these barbaric guys! Of course, this will only happen without a priest."

Joan of Arc squeezed at Old Yang cunningly.

The human priest and the Bemon priest undertake the same task to adjust the morale of the warriors. An excellent priest can make a thousand cowardly goblins the most fierce robbers. Similarly, an excellent priest can also make weak and powerless humans dare to challenge any opponent! Therefore, we know the importance of a priest. During many civil wars in humans, most generals will send troops to surround the priests in the back row.

The arrival of the Maple Leaf Town people quickly attracted the attention of both parties.

However, the distance is relatively far, which only makes them a little wary.

"This turtle son is finally here!" Robert saw the huge Komodo beast from afar, and felt a sense of comfort. He had known that he would not allow the broken robbers to stay behind. The period of time he fought against the centaur made Robert exhausted. Looking at the other party's momentum, it would take a while for the fight. Robert then drove his horse to the place where the slaves were stationed.

"Your Highness, why did you come? I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Robert shouted from afar.

"Hissergeant Robert, I thought you had solved these robbers!" Yang Dashuan said with a smile, with a slight sarcasm in his tone. "Sorry, I encountered some small troubles on the road. I don't know which idiot was, who deliberately left so many ogres and bear goblins, delaying our advance troops."

Yang Dashuan cursed all the time, and Robert was not easy to talk back, so he could only nod and said yes.

"Then your Highness, see, should you ask your people to help us? These centaur bandits are so savage. I'm afraid that my troops will not swallow them in one bite!" Robert's tone was a little soft-skinned.

"Your Excellency!" Yang Dashuan said righteously. "Didn't we just discuss it before? Whoever defeated this group of robbers will belong to their treasures. It's not impossible to ask me for help, but I want half of their treasures!"

Robert was speechless. He looked back at the group of centaurs, feeling a little confused.

Yang Dashuan looked at Robert in a dilemma and sneered in his heart, "Let you be happy for a few days first, and you can't even take a copper slap out of this wasteland." Thinking of this, Yang Dashuan spoke again. "Or, you'd better be there first. If you can't support it, I can ask my people to help."

"That……"

"Don't worry, the treasures of the centaur belong to you. But all the prisoners belong to me, and you also know that my territory is still short of manpower."

Yang Dashuan smiled and shook his eyes at the immortal. Robert was overjoyed, nodded repeatedly, patted his horse and rushed back. Anyway, it was useless to ask these prisoners, so it would be better to be a favor.

Both of them were thinking about their own little calculations, but they didn't know who the final beneficiary was.

Robert rode back to the team on his horse and said that the slave army in Maple Leaf Town was supporting the matter, and the soldiers immediately cheered loudly and their fighting spirit became more and more high. Looking at this scene, Yang Dashuan sneered again - it will make you cry after a while!

"Master, what should we do?" Gao Fei pointed and asked Yang Dashuan, who was sitting on the back of Komodo's giant beast. "Are you going up and starting a fight?"

"Idiot, don't do it!"
Chapter completed!